"...Those who know me say I'm troubled at heart. Those who don't know me ask what I seek."
The young lady responded with a line, then looked at him with surprise. Her eyes shimmered like a timid doe emerging from the deep forest, with tiny dew drops reflecting in her pupils. It was as if she was seeing a different side of him for the first time.
Chen Yi raised an eyebrow slightly, pinched her waist, and said, "Do you take me for an illiterate?"
"Hmm." Lin Wanxiao couldn't endure his wanton behavior. She tried to wriggle away but couldn't escape, like an arm wrestling against a thigh, her struggles barely loosening his grip.
Chen Yi gently caressed her waist, reveling in the moments he could take advantage of women.
No woman could tolerate this about him, except for Zhou Yitang. Nevertheless, no one could defy him. Lin Wanxiao wanted to slip from his embrace but found it impossible, so she gave up. Her back remained upright, avoiding contact as much as possible.
